It's crazy, I'm thinking--
Just knowing that the world is round,
and here I am dancing on the ground.
am I right side up or upside down,
and is this real or am I dreaming?
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Today has passed nicely.

Class went okay. I jumped on Ren Jean a lot, in a vain attempt to make her grow shorter. But then again she started jumping on me too and then she stole my IH notes. >:[
And then she tried to run away.
Muahaha, Ren Jean-- you can run; but you can never hide outrun me!

Ego meister, I know.

Track training was funnnnnn.
I mean, I used to hate running like O(*@#987243 but now it's actually pretty fun.
Ask me again next year and I might tell you otherwise, but for now s'cool.
And then we played captain's ball, only with rugby balls, which're friggin' hard to catch 'cause they bounce around like whoaaaa and then again, I think I only touched the ball (briefly) thrice during the entire duration of the game, because the guys are waaay pro and basically I spent almost the whole game watching the ball fly over my 1.6m-above-groundlevel head.

Which was still fun, 'cause it beats live soccer on telly anytime; plus I still beat Yan and QL, 'cause I touched the ball thrice or four times and I think they only touched it twice.

After training, I went over to Cold Storage at Guthrie Place 'cause my little sister wanted me to get her lollipops.
The whole place is under renovation and now it's lost that golden vibe. It looks all fugly now. :/ Don't like it.
Got the lollipops, yogurt, etc and then walked back home...and on the way I had to bypass this guy.

I don't remember what he looked like; I only remember he was kinduv dark and was wearing white pants. (I didn't pay much attention 'cause I was in the midst of realizing- shockhorror- that I had bought the wrong kind of soda and I was gazing despairingly at the Pepsi label.) and then he looked me up and down as I passed him; and he was all,

"Hi, sorry, sweetheart."

and I'm like o_O.

Youuuu don't have the right to call me sweetheart, mister.

Go 'way, eeeevil sidewalk pervs.

Yeah and then on my way home I had to walk past the place where the 6th Ave car crash happened.
And it just felt weird.
I mean- there was the tree, for one- all burnt and charred on one side, and the wreaths and flowers and notes and burnt out candles laid around it.
And it just felt odd; knowing I was walking over the place a car crashed and burned and two boys died.
It kinduv felt like I was walking over someone's grave...yeah, almost literally.

But on a lighter note.

ASEAN Dance is on Tuesdayyyyy. <3
And I will fully make a fool outtuv myself during the hiphop bit 'cuz I doubt my fundamental three dance moves will be enough to get me through two hours of gyrating, heeeeelp.

Ah, but whatever.
At the most, I'll just go over and hang out by the Sprite table. :D
Lots of cool people hang out by the Sprite table! *toothy grin*

Or then again, I could just dance.
I mean-- the lights'll be low, plus it's not like I'm ever gonna see any of those people again.
Soooo.

... Qiu loves my everythinggggggg.

I feel so wanted. <3